As I drew this it was the end of my working day. It was dusk – very briefly. There was a bird singing it’s heart out and I could still hear it above the roar of the traffic. The cats were getting antsy because it was their dinner time. But I was enjoying the riot of plants on our balcony. The one with love heart shaped leaves is going mad. Below our balcony I could hear the neighbours taking out their trash (and accidentally smashing a glass bottle). My tea was waiting for me.

Wed-13-Aug-2025